Mrs. Pinqiao

Chapter 91
The box on the dressing table was almost smashed to the ground and broke into several pieces. The incomplete plum blossom hairpin just fell at his feet. go down.

He cried like crazy, "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I'm doing it for your own good..."

Everything around her was black and white, only the blood splattered was red. It was the first time she saw her father's elegant face, and it would be so ferocious. The blood blurred his facial features and stained his eyes red, from beginning to end. Never blinked.

Many years later, Tan Su also saw such a father.

He hung himself on the beam with a silk ribbon, and opened his eyes abruptly, without blinking from the beginning to the end, as if he was dying.

Tan Su's body trembled a little, she tried very hard to restrain herself, she was always a person who could control herself, but this time she lost control, grabbed his skirt and trembled.

"He couldn't bear to let his mother suffer in hell after death, but he forced himself to the gate of hell until he had nowhere to go. To me, this is another kind of cruelty..."

Ning Zimo sighed, smiled and hugged her into his arms, "At least your father and your mother were in love. Compared to me, you are already entitled to be envied."

"envious?"

"Yes, I'm envious." He took her hand and slowly interlocked his fingers, "The people who gave birth to me and raised me, one for fame and one for profit. Love doesn't exist for them. Maybe Ning Xiu loved the ex-princess, but the final facts only proved that he was just a joke."

Tan Su was silent for a while, then took his words: "How do you know that Ning Xiu is not willing?"

Ning Zimo was stunned, then smiled sweetly, hugged her a little bit, buried her in her neck and laughed sullenly, "Silly Susu, who would be willing to betray someone who takes advantage of him? Let alone Ning Xiu This kind of person would rather bear the whole world than be blamed."

"You're not Ning Xiu, how do you know whether he's willing or not?"

"If I were him, I would definitely be reluctant."

Tan Su's eyes trembled slightly, maybe she didn't even notice it, she just turned the plum blossom in her hand absentmindedly, once or twice.

"Look over there." Ning Zimo stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, "There is a red plum, have you seen it?"

Tan Su took a look with her head, but she couldn't see clearly, the people behind suddenly picked her up, and walked over there, every step was very steady, every foot was very firm, with rare peace of mind .

"There used to be several red plums. I don't know if they were dug away by someone. I haven't seen them again a long time ago. I didn't expect that there is still one left."

The red plums hidden among thousands of white plums only bloomed a few sparsely. They are small and delicate, and they haven't bloomed much yet. Ning Zimo can discover this, and I don't know what kind of concentration it should be.Ning Zimo put down Tan Su and reached out to fold it without thinking, but Tan Su grabbed his sleeve and shook his head, "Forget it, I haven't opened it much yet."

Ning Zimo's eyes became a little strange, "If you like it, just fold it off and take it home, why should you care if it's on or not?"

Tan Su still shook her head, "Compared to opening in a bottle, I prefer it on a branch, even if I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

This concept is a bit strange to Ning Zimo, even his pupils widened a lot, he just said a word: "You..."

Suddenly caught a glimpse of a footprint in the middle of the mountain, Ning Zimo's eyes suddenly changed, he hugged Tan Su up, hurried back, and shouted: "Qi Bing!"

There are other people on this mountain besides them, that road is not the one they came up from at all, and it only snowed not long ago, how could it be possible to leave such fresh footprints, no matter who is on this mountain, they are rushing towards this sneaky , It must be that the comer is not good.

The moment Ning Zimo yelled, the three assassins jumped up at the same time, and went straight to the two of them from their hiding place. They showed the long sword in their hands, and Ning Zimo dodged in embarrassment with a murderous intent. A sword fell to the ground while holding Tan Su in his arms. He rolled around twice, threw himself on Tan Su, and pressed her tightly under him.

At this critical moment, Qi Bing jumped down from the pavilion and pulled out the long sword in his hand. Cold light radiated, and the knife saw blood. This was the second time Tan Su saw Qi Bing draw the sword. The invincible chivalrous man stands at the forefront with a posture of one enemy against one hundred, like a god of war, no one can break through his defense line.

"Don't look." Ning Zimo blocked Tan Su's sight and held her in his arms. His deep voice comforted her like never before, and gradually calmed down her trembling.

"Don't think about anything, don't listen to anything."

The surrounding darkness suddenly became less scary, the sound of sword clashing gradually faded away, and finally the clearest sound was Ning Zimo's heartbeat, which was steady and powerful, and did not match his frail appearance at all.

"Master Xiang, you go first, I'll finish later."

Ning Zimo didn't hesitate, and immediately picked up Tan Su and ran back without looking back. He always had a sense of trust in Qi Bing that was beyond ordinary people, which was incredible.

"Master Xiang, and Mu Jiufang, do you leave him alone?"

The voice from the top of the head was cold and ruthless, "I can't care about that much anymore."

Tan Su's face turned pale, his fingers became cold, and his body kept bumping as he ran. He thought he could escape smoothly, but he shot an arrow out of nowhere, and it shot at Ning Zimo's feet. After firing the arrow, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Then came the second and the third. Ning Zimo hid one and was hit on the thigh. He gritted his teeth, pushed Tan Su out, and yelled: "Go! Don't look back! "

"Master Xiang!" Tan Su was so frightened that she jumped at him, but was pushed away by him again.

"Go!"

At that moment, Tan Su's head was blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking. The moment the arrow shot over, she threw herself on Ning Zimo without even thinking about it. The sharp arrow hit her back, almost killing her. The whole chest was pierced, inertia brought her a step forward, she pressed her forehead against Ning Zimo's shoulder, the pain made her bite on his shoulder, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Are you crazy……"

It was the first time I heard Ning Zimo's trembling voice, which seemed to be crying, Tan Su looked up at him in a daze, and saw his eyes were bloodshot, "Tan Su is dead, will Xiangye feel sad for me?"

A man jumped down from a high place, wearing a mask, holding a longbow, and walked like a tiger and a tiger. Just looking at that posture makes people frightened. He stretched out his thick arms and lifted Tan Su up, coldly snorted, full of contempt.

It was this sound that made Tan Su know his identity all at once.

Lu Tong!Commander of the Praetorian Guard!

(End of this chapter)